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  1. Skye
    jirusstuff:
    cure-krismoth:
    digitalhomos:
    chiakinamami:
    rennysama:
    turntechgodtits:
    jakethesnakeenglish:
    therealladystrider:
    guarddogterror:
    armored-core-twilight:
    I’m stumped acually XD

    Pichu

    dustox

    Er. Wingull?

    klink

    Jigglypuff

    Rotom

    Voltorb, Typhlosion, Ho-Oh, Krokorok

    Ditto

    Litwick

    Snorlaxx - Because there’s no A&E when you’re completely passed out!


  6. Skye
    derpymedia:


    videomaster21xx:
    thechildof-thetardis:
    ponyboyismyhomeboy:
    ladydeleau:
    someonesthunderboltsomeday:
    lsdandthc:
    skittlezthecat:
    da-sy:
    redvinesgiraffe:
    You were on your way home when you died.
    It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
    And that’s when you met me.
    “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
    “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
    “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
    “Yup,” I said.
    “I… I died?”
    “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
    You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
    “More or less,” I said.
    “Are you god?” You asked.
    “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
    “My kids… my wife,” you said.
    “What about them?”
    “Will they be all right?”
    “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
    You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
    “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
    “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
    “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
    “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
    “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
    You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
    “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
    “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
    “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
    I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
    “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
    “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
    “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
    “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
    “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
    “Where you come from?” You said.
    “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
    “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
    “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
    “So what’s the point of it all?”
    “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
    “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
    I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
    “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
    “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
    “Just me? What about everyone else?”
    “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
    You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
    “All you. Different incarnations of you.”
    “Wait. I’m everyone!?”
    “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
    “I’m every human being who ever lived?”
    “Or who will ever live, yes.”
    “I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
    “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
    “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
    “And you’re the millions he killed.”
    “I’m Jesus?”
    “And you’re everyone who followed him.”
    You fell silent.
    “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
    You thought for a long time.
    “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
    “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
    “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
    “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
    “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
    “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
    And I sent you on your way.
    O_O
    yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.
    Philosophy went to the max right here
    OI SCROLL BACK UP AND READ ALL OF IT!
    I was really intrigued by this
    Whoa.
    THAT IS THE GREATEST THING EVER I THINK I FOUND MY NEW RELIGION: EGGVERSE
    Always reblog.
    Panentheism…  sweet panentheism.
    This makes much sense to me!
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  8. Skye
    frostbackscat:


    mickeymouskovich:
    “Your hair is red. That’s my second favourite colour.”
    “What’s your first favourite colour?”
    “Reflective.”
    “Is that technically a colour though?”
    “It is if I say so. I control words, they don’t control me. Now I imagine you want to touch my muscles. You may want to use both hands, they’re quite large.”
    This is why I want to meet Gaston so bad
    No one can say cheesy lines like Gaston!
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  16. Skye
    Land of Neon and Dew: My Move-Out Plans (please read):
    kudalyn:


    SOOOOOOO I’ve been stewing on this for a while noooow.
    Here’s the deal. My bff is going to be attending her 2nd year of college this september. She lives in a shared apartment/basemend right near her school. She lived there last year, loved it. Says it’s a great place, really lovely landlady.
    …
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  18. Skye
    And in case it got missed before, here’s Satchel and AquaDrop. Aren’t they adorable?
    questionthekudas:


    kudalyn:
    Valentines drawing for Skye!
    My Aqua and his Satchel are a pair, don’cha know?
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    Story goes:
    Satchel has a wandering soul - he can’t stay in one place for too long. He has to explore, to see new places. Aqua is perfectly okay with that - her species is naturally migratory. Only problem is - she can’t accompany him whereever he goes. She can’t be on land for a long amount of time, and some places he ventures aren’t exactly friendly nor hospitibal towards hippocamps.
    So, he wanders off for sometimes months at a time, exploring where few pony has explored, while Aqua holds down the fort at Ponyville. She’s no mere housewife, but she likes living in Ponyville so she stays in the area.
    Satchel always tries to come home to her for important holidays - birthdays, christmas, and of course Hearts and Hooves Day. Being a wanderer has its disadvantages however - it means he isn’t always home on time. Many a holiday has gone by where Satchel was late, arrving a few days after the event had passed. It never mattered much to Aqua, as long as he arrived home safe and sound.
    Aqua expected this Hearts and Hooves Day to be like many other - spent alone, wondering how many days it would take for her special somepony to return. Ready to turn in for the day, Aqua hears a thundering of hooves behind her, and turns around to see a triumphant Satchel heaving for breath. Covered in dirt, dust and who knows what else he picked up in his travels, his mane shaggy and uncut, he clutched a little daisy in his mouth with a gentle smile on his face.
    As Aqua felt the smile breach across her cheeks, a bright happy blush accompanying, Satchel leaned in close placing the daisy across her nose.
    “Happy Hearts and Hooves Day.”
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    Sorry we’ve been quiet! Here’s a little snapshot May managed to catch of Aqua and her special somepony on Hearts and Hooves Day!
    ((Sorry I’ve been so busy - again, trying to juggle things and keep quality stuff here. If you want to see my daily updates and doodles, please follow my art blog, kudalyn.tumblr.com. I also run a crossover pony/anime tumblr too, askponyrin.tumblr.comif you want to check it out! It’s fairly new. Thanks!))
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  19. Skye
    I totally love how these guys turned out. Satchel and AquaDrop make the best of couples, he being an Earth Pony and she being a Hippocamp, the two of them are unlikely yet two peas in a pod! Their offspring are no different!
    kudalyn:


    One dual set of baby ponies, done
    *dies*
    Skye Bluedeer (owner of Satchel) and I worked out these widdle doods.
    Driftwood is the oldest, firstborn. He looks like his daddy with accents from his mom in certain places. He’s fairly calm for a foal, and has a restless spirit. Inherited his dad’s wanderlust, loves to explore. The fact that he doesn’t have hind legs never hinders him or bothers him.
    He was bullied when he was younger because of being so different in Ponyville, but that didn’t make him mean, but only kinder. He is a very strong fighter, but much prefers to settle things peacefully. Always trying to keep up with Sky and wanting to protect her. A very kind (sometimes protective) older brother.
    Sky Diver is the second born, younger by two years. She’s a little hellion - loves to tear around, see things, explore. She also inherited her dad’s wanderlust, but prefers to find excitement and adventure in everything rather than explore calmly. She is an excellent swimmer, being a daughter of a hippocamp.
    She is never afraid of the water because the always trusts her brother will be there for her. Her favourite activity is flying as high as she can or jumping from the highest tree branch she can and diving headlong into the water, like a kingfisher.
    That’s it for now. Gonna work on these adorable things as time goes by.
    These two belong to Skye Bluedeer and myself.
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  20. Skye
    <p>[i’m assuming this question is for Canterlot.com’s Mane Roleplay Area]</p>
    <p>Sorry, Alicorns aren’t allowed to be played by regular members. The specific characters can be applied for as they appear in the show until we establish they are more common and frequent in Equestria, but as it appears right now, the only alicorns in Equestria are the two Princesses. However, we do know that more may appear later in the show, so we’ll see what happens then! They’re just too powerful and too likely to be Mary-Sue type characters to allow just anyone to play them just now.</p>
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  21. Skye
    I certainly do have hobbies! Though I don’t really have much space for knicknacks, I occasionally manage to carve small shapes out of discarded bits of wood that happen to intrigue me. In addition, I also pony watch quite a bit - you can learn a lot by observation. Granted, I tend to be at an elevation over the Whitetail Wood where I can’t usually be seen which makes it a little more difficult to know exactly what is going on, it’s still nice to see everyone passing by below. Otherwise, much of the time I’m gathering food and looking for interesting things that occasionally get left behind by their previous owners as they travel through my forest.
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  22. Skye
    Kudalyn's Corner: Hey guys, I need help:
    kudalyn:


    Like… please reblog this. Or something
    If you follow me you might have seen me opening up some specific commissions…. turns out I really need those things to be filled. Like, I need commissions. Donations. Things.
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    As it stands……… I don’t have much money. I work one part-time job, but I…
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  23. Skye

    Delays

    By Skye,

    I’m sorry I’ve been taking so long to respond. Kinda ran out of steam due to RL stress. I haven’t had the inspiration or the drive to keep up. I hope that will change in the near future and I definitely plan to continue on my exploration of Equestia.
    Those of you who have been following thus far…thank you!
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  24. Skye
    Ah, that’s a very good question! Every year, we do have a formal gathering in the spring for the assembly of families and pairing of new couples. As perytons only breed once a year, it’s important that the right couple gets together and when it does, it’s a very important thing. It’s not unusual for several couples to be paired in ceremony during this time of year.
    It always takes place on the first full moon of the spring and it is an entire night of festivities. There’s no name for the ceremony, we’ve never felt it necessary to call it anything as it’s very private for perytons alone. You would be extremely lucky to witness one and not be a peryton, but you can always tell when one has taken place because we always leave precious stones for the happy new couples and some of them are invariably dropped. So just look for any suspicously rustic campsites littered with random gemstones!
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  25. Skye
    Why, I guess I’ve never really thought of it. They say everything in moderation, of course. Perytons can’t fly, our wings are too little, but we can glide for some distances, especially if we have altitude. Which is definitely something you should take in moderation, some of those ladders are -HIGH-!
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